Six girls have been found murdered in the apartment of famed russian occultist,
Karl Raymarseivich Raymar and the police cannot explain it.
When
Raymar's body was lifted onto a stretcher, bolts of electricity shot out
from his fingers.
His estranged daughter Olivia and her husband Allan are unaware of this until
they meet Samuel Dockstader, a feature writer for The World of the occult as a friend of Raymar.
Dockstader explains that Raymar was a psychic vampire who gained great powers of telekinesis by kidnapping young girls, terrorizing them, and feeding off the bioenergy
they produced.
Allan does not believe him, but Dockstader shows Olivia a
set of photographs to demonstrate how bioenergy works and gives her an audiotape that outlines his findings, which convinces Olivia to believe him.
Meanwhile, High school student Julie Wells
wants to be part of a club entitled The Sisters, which consist of three
snobby high school girls named Carol, Leslie,
and Kitty,
Unfortunately, Carol is the ex-girlfriend
of Julie's new boyfriend Steve, and is jealous.
She intends to get back at Steve and Julie by making Julie spend a night
alone in a mausoleum,
unaware that Raymar's body was just entombed there.
That evening, Julie
is dropped off by only Carol and Kitty, as Leslie had refused to
accompany them on the plan.
Julie explores the mausoleum and sets up her
sleeping bag, unaware of the cracks that appear around Raymar's vault.
It's perfect to watch huddled under a warm blanket with the lights out.
We are planning on making these on Friday.
There's a trip to a local pumpkin patch in the works too!
Caramel Stuffed Apples
Total Time:
Prep:
Level:
Easy
Serves:
4
Ingredients
2 apples, halved
2 tbsp. butter, melted
3 tbsp. cinnamon sugar
12-16 caramel candies
1/2 c. semisweet chocolate chips, melted
Directions
Preheat oven to 375.
Using
a melon baller, core the apples. Place apples in a shallow baking dish
and brush each with melted butter and sprinkle with cinnamon sugar. Pour
water into baking dish and place in oven for 20 minutes.
Remove
apples from oven and add 3-4 caramels to the well in each apple. Return
to bake, 15 more minutes. Drizzle with chocolate, sprinkle with more
cinnamon sugar, and serve
This passed week has gone by so fast!
I've started many new paintings and projects but the only one
I have ready to show is an art card I created.
she has a burlap skirt on!
Helena painted these wooden witch legs, haha!
Last year on my birthday I received a gift card to a bookstore here called
Changing Hands..
I was not able to go use the gift card until February, due to health problems.
By that time everything was on clearance, including these cuties, they were three dollars!
I almost forgot I had them!
My friend stopped by the other night to watch movies and paint.
For no reason, he brought me some sweet amazing gifts!
This awesome candelabra...
and this handsome guy..isn't he CUTE!?
Ready for a story?
The nights have become chilly
and the shadows are creeping in earlier and earlier
So let's sit by the fire now...
This story is about a lady named Bettina and her husband Ricardo,
They lived on a small farm in a pretty desolate area of town,
( in fact they only had one close neighbor, her sister and her nephew)
with a small apple orchard and a modest sized pumpkin patch behind their house.
. They also had some chickens, a couple of goats and an old pony.
One afternoon Ricardo arrived home and said one of his friends was moving
and had asked if he wanted to buy his hog,
It was very large and would be ready to slaughter by next fall.
They had an old pig pen already built and it was empty,
so he purchased the animal and brought it home the next day.
From the start Bettina didn't care for the hog.
She told Ricardo that every time she went to feed him she felt uneasy.
It would stare at her and whenever she got near the pen to care for the other animals,
it would rush at the fence then turn away at the last minute.
She asked Ricardo to please replace the wood because it was old, and rotted.
She was also afraid the hog would push the catch with it's snout and the door would swing open.
He promised her he would, but honestly did not understand her fear,
to him the hog was just that, a hog.
He removed the latch and replaced it near the top of the gate,
but the new reinforcement would have to wait until harvest was over.
She began to have disturbing nightmares where the hog
would leer at her through the window and speak to her in a raspy voice.
One night as she was getting ready for bed,
she thought she saw it watching her from the closet.
Ricardo was busy working, so he did not notice her discomfort getting worse.
Her twenty year old nephew arrived one evening to help Ricardo finish out the season.
he noticed how nervous she was and asked her what was wrong.
She told him it was the hog..she believed it was evil.
she said it giggled softly when ever she went passed the pen.
Sometimes she could it hear it muttering to itself.
It haunted her dreams and told her it was going to catch her and tear her throat out.
To her it was no longer a hog, but a demon.
He couldn't believe what he was hearing.
He attempted to assuage her fear but nothing he said helped.
He spoke to Ricardo about it and
he said he'd go into town as soon as he had a chance and get some wood to reinforce the pen,
He also wanted to cover the fence so she would not have to see the hog from the kitchen window.
He thought that would help her feel better.
The next morning after breakfast, Ricardo got in his truck and went to purchase
the necessary supplies to fix up the area.
When he got back he was surprised to see the sheriff and an ambulance in front of the house.
He was not allowed to enter his home.
His sister-in-law was there, in hysterics.
Once she calmed down she told him what she knew.
She had heard his truck start and drive off, then about five minutes later
she got a phone call from her sister,
claiming that she could see the hog was on it's hind legs
and was trying to undo the latch on the gate.
As she listened she said her sister started to scream.
By the time she threw down the phone and raced over to the house, it was too late.
When she got there the back door was in pieces
and the hog was eating her sisters face.
It had already torn out her throat.
It was ruled an accident, of course..
The pig obviously broke through a door that was weak and attacked a human.
that's all..
The strange thing was, the gate to the hog pen was not broken.
It had been unlatched.
Guess what?
it's my blog's birthday!
This place has been a home to me.
Many people feel blogging is losing steam, choosing Instagram and FaceBook
to post their art and tell their stories...that's fine, obviously, it's your own choice.
